One Week to Go!

Eek! Getting so excited!

West Coast Rubber 2012 - Almost Here!

BOOK NOW - ONLY A COUPLE OF ROOMS LEFT!

We're just days away from all of the rubbery action for WCR 2012 in Palm Springs. Hurry and get in to the host hotel to be in the middle of it all.

WCR 2012 is set for February 24 - 26, 2012. We've reserved the entire Camp Palm Springs resort for all of the hot rubber and gear action. Check out the weekend schedule below and then snag your Full Weekend Package or individual tickets.

Remember that you must have a full weekend package to book a room at the host hotel*. And that's definitely where you'll want to be this year.

FRIDAY

Meet and Greet, 7 PM - 9 PM - CPS (Camp Palm Springs)
Get Your Gear On Play Party, 10 PM - 2 AM - CPS
SATURDAY

BBQ and Perv Pool Party, 12 Noon to 4 PM - CPS
Full Rubber Dinner, 6 PM - 8 PM - Location TBA
Mr WCR 2012 Contest, 9 PM - Midnight - Location TBD
Full Gear Party, Midnight - 3 AM - CPS
SUNDAY

Brunch 10 AM - 12 Noon - Cafe Lulu (on your own - not included in weekend package)
Goodbye Pervs Pool Party 1 PM - 4 PM - CPS

What's in a name? Well obviously we love rubber! But we're multi-function kinksters and get hard for other gear as well like tight gear spandex & lycra, sports kit, superhero, hazmat, skin, uniforms, and leather. The important thing is to Get Your Gear On & Get Your Rocks Off!

*You must have a full weekend package in order to book a room at the host hotel. Once you book your full weekend package, you'll receive an email within 24 hours with a booking code to give to the hotel. Buying a weekend package doesn't guarantee a room however. The hotel is on a first come-first served basis.

CALLING ALL RUBBER GUYS - COMPETE AT WCRCALLING ALL RUBBER GUYS - COMPETE AT WCR

Are you a true rubber freak? Does walking past a tire store make you get hard? Then you're our kind of rubber piggy and you may be the one to snag the Mr WCR title.

Seriously though, we're looking for one hot dude to continue a our new rubber tradition. Get your Contestant Form, slip on your favorite gear and give us scoop on why you should be the latex god of our dreams!

There are no official duties associated with the Mr West Coast Rubber title nor is there any compensation, either in cash or cash equivalent. However, as a chosen representative of our rubbery community, there are some things we hope Mr. West Coast Rubber will accomplish.

Mr West Coast Rubber is strongly encouraged to compete in the Mr. International Rubber contest held in Chicago.

Mr. West Coast Rubber is invited to serve as a judge at the 2013 Mr. West Coast Rubber contest to be held approximately one year after the 2012 event.

We hope that Mr. West Coast Rubber will attend rubber, leather and fetish events whenever possible to promote the title and the Mr. West Coast Rubber Weekend as well as rubber/latex fetish. There is no travel fund, and any travel is done at his own expense.

Mr. West Coast Rubber should always represent himself and the title in the best possible manner (ie, tons of hot, rubbery, gear play!).

And of course, as the chosen rep of pervs everywhere, Mr. West Coast Rubber is expected to don fetish gear at every conceivable opportunity and to engage in (smart) sexual exploits whenever and wherever possible (and legal).

Download the application here or email us

Zipper Tutorial

Happy VD Day!

Here's hoping you all have wonderful VD.

Enjoy the corporate-created holiday that really doesn't mean anything, everyone! Well...not entirely. There's a good chance you might get laid ;p

R.I.P. Whitney

I know everyone's consoling and opinionating, but Whitney Houston's death has hit me hard. All negativities, problems, tragedy, and criticisms aside, Whitney was one of my five divas (along with Madonna, Olivia, Sheena, and Kylie) who helped me cope through my challenging 80s and 90s through song and dance until I came out of the closet, then remained steadfastly there belting out the amazing songs off My Love Is Your Love as I was coming out and testing the waters. So many memories, so many chills up my spine and big smiles whenever I felt her power. I grew up with you, and it pained me to see you struggle. I will miss your magic, Whitney; the world has a little less shine to it now that you're gone. I hope you are at peace.

Rubberstud of the Week #198

You should always suspect a big gay following....

#ff

I'd follow this anywhere!

I heart Fridays!

Raise the woof!

Greetings from La Mesa, puppy-play capital of the world
By Enrique Limon

Pulling up to 50-year-old Scott Moats’ three-bedroom cottage right off of La Mesa’s central village, the first thought that comes to mind is: Pleasantville.

The lawn is perfectly manicured, the calla lily flowerbeds lush and the turquoise-hued shutters contrast charmingly with the home’s peach stucco.

Moats greets me at the door and gives me a tour, which includes a sitting room that features all custom crown moldings that he created, the most realistic faux Victorian wallpaper you’ll ever see and a quilt-covered daybed where—next to an old-timey gramophone—a fluffy white cat named Miss Chievous naps the afternoon away.

Interrupting the Better Homes and Gardens vibe, a pair of latex Dalmatian paws rest atop the kitchen counter where they were set to dry. You see, Moats is the globe’s top designer and fabricator of realistic dog masks used for the fetish known as “puppy play.”

Asked to describe the practice in one sentence, he says, “Oh, god, that’s almost impossible.”

Dress-up plays a huge part, but there’s also dominance and submission, experienced between handlers and pups, that Moats says is starting to be lost in the gay community, especially in leather circles.

“We’ve lost so many people over the years, so it’s not being taught as much, which is a shame, because puppy play is something a lot people in the younger crowd that are looking for a niche could easily gravitate towards,” he says.

“Come over to the back shed—I’ll show you where the magic happens,” Moats instructs. I’m led to a space the size of a single-car garage filled floor to ceiling with his collection of prototype masks, some 200 strong, as well as tools used to make them, such as nail clippers, mixing vats and lots of paint brushes.

There’s also a vintage floral rug, a model of the streets of San Francisco atop his desk and a loud, mesmerizing tick-tock sound coming from myriad antique cuckoo clocks hung throughout the room.

“I figure I spend anywhere from 10 to 12 hours a day here, so I might as well surround myself by what I love.”

Moats is a window dresser by trade—a talent he picked up working at his father’s Chula Vista bookstore; if you ever caught a movie during the 1980s at Plaza Bonita’s Mann Theater, chances are you were blown away by his custom creations that whimsically reflected whatever movie was premiering.

Eight years ago, Moats’ professional life took a sharp turn. That’s when he first heard of puppy play. “I really didn’t think that much of it,” he recalls. It wasn’t until a friend showed him a rubber mask that Moats’ tail started waggling.

“Latex is my big thing, and he let me try it on, and I thought it was kind of cool. I remember thinking, That could be kinda fun, being on your hands and knees and roaming around the house.”

An invitation to a fetish party in Palm Springs later, Moats’ artistic juices started flowing. Considering that “everything that was out there looked like garbage,” he took matters into his own paws—he’d made a clay mold and brought an original mask of his own to the party.

The results made attendees at that gathering bark and howl. One even pissed himself in excitement, Moats says. It was clear to him that he’d found his new calling.

“People went ballistic,” he recalls. One such individual was Thorn, editor-in-chief of hardcore fetish magazine Instigator, who arranged a meeting with Amsterdam-based specialty gear and clothing provider Mr. B’s. After an initial order of 25 masks, the business that would later morph into RubberDawg.com was born.

Given his innovations in the medium, such as zippers, texture and a paint covering that’s 35 coats strong, Moats is now the go-to guy for these sorts of masks, not to mention something of a legend at his local post office.

“You see this?” he asks, pointing to a huge map hanging on a side wall. “Everywhere you see a pin, I’ve sent at least one.”

Doren, his partner of 20-plus years, wasn’t initially too keen on the idea. “He’d ask me why was I wasting my time.” Moats says, reaching for a pin and sticking it into St. Petersburg. “I throw that back at him every so often.”

The tour continues outside, with an adjacent space he calls his “play area,” which features a maze-like setting, some glory holes and a couple of bathtubs, all next to the storage space that houses materials from his previous movie-house-decorator life, like a life-size Slimer from Ghostbusters and a 4-foot-tall Roger Rabbit.

There, he shared his advice for potential puppies. “Try what feels comfortable to you. You’re not born into anything, really. You kind of already have a niche somewhere in you; you just need to find it.”

He also suggests hanging out with someone who’s already into the lifestyle. “The San Diego Eagle”—the North Park gay bar—“has a puppy-play night every first Wednesday of the month,” he notes. “Just show up.”

Moats adds: “You’re bound to meet both obedient puppies and ones that are rambunctious and run around and might bark and sniff. Don’t worry; it’s nothing a good newspaper swat can’t fix.”

I have had the pleasure of meeting and talking to Scott numerous times and have some of his Rubberdawg.com gear. He's been to Rubbout numerous times, including last year which was the Rubbout inaugural Puppy Play party and Best-In-Show Contest. I hope Scott's coming back; there's been a lot of buzz about this year's Puppy Play party which is being sponsored by Kink Engineering and taking place at Junction Pub in Vancouver on Saturday April 7 from 2-5pm. Hope you guys come out and let your inner puppy out to play!

How to make Latex Fetishwear Tutorials

Thank you, Master Jamie!

Dutiful

Tuchus has a gimp visiting him for two weeks from Montreal. He is supposed to be in subversive rubber and bondage for two weeks, and he's been warned (by some of us he talked to beforehand) that he will be put through some tough torture now that Tuchus is enjoying his newly-appreciated sadistic Topping thoughts.

I am going over for a gimpsitting shift tonight since Tuchus has to work. Several of us are rotating 'sitting' shifts. I've been told to take over the straightjacket and sleepsack, and have been instructed that gimp can't see any light (ie. to remain visually deprived). I am not sure what to expect when I show up at Tuchus' place in a few hours, but I'm sure curious! :D

Pictures to follow, hopefully....